Cynix Hale

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Cynix

19. Mortal/Hunter "There's no going back to the white picket, fence apple pie life." BASICS Character full name: Cynix Mars Hale Nick name or alias: Cynix or Mars Height: 4'9 Body type: Athletic Age: 19 Gender: Female PERSONALITY: Cynix Mars Hale. That's my name so don't wear it out. I have a ride-or-die sarcastic, manipulative personality, but in this life, you have to if you want to survive. I'm not so much of a friendly person, unless I want to be of course. I'm from Manchester, England. My parents are deceased, but that doesn't matter anymore. I'm a lover of classic rock, rock 'n' roll, heavy metal and metal. I drive a 1967 Chevy Impala, it's my baby. I will gank any fucker that gets in my way. I LOVE PIE. I have NO sympathy. I have NO remorse and I definitely have NO mercy. Approach me if you dare FRIENDS AND FAMILY: Parents: Jess & Jeff Hale (Both Deceased) Siblings: Only child as I know of Extended Family: None Important Others: one HISTORY: I was abused as a child by my father, but he told me "It's because I love you.' Total bullshit if you ask me. I was an all A+ student in high-school, Even been on the honor roll twenty times. There was this group that would physically and mentally tear me down because I loved to practice black magic and hunt animals. They said it wasn't normal, but I'm not normal. When I turned sixteen, I lost my mom to cancer and my dad, he died serving the country of the United Kingdom. I led a heist two years ago and was acquitted by my fathers lawyer. As long as my fathers lawyer is alive then I can practically get away with everything possible. I've never did well with relationship's, but maybe one day I'll have the courage to try again. My life is a 369+ page book. EXTRA INFORMATION: I was charged with 1st degree murder, but was acquitted. WRITING SAMPLE: Please select one of the following prompts and use it to write an RP sample of at least 200 words as the character you are applying for.  Please delete the prompts not used: 2. You've come across a suspicious exchange of e-mails or text messages between your significant other and someone who is most definitely not you… My boyfriend left his phone at home by accident. He's always forgetting things. I sat in my skin made rocking chair reading about shapeshifters and other mystical creature. As I was reading I heard his phone beep, I ignored it. I heard It beep once more, but I still ignored it. The beeping was driving me crazy so I closed my book, sat it down and walked over to pick up his phone. I sighed and unlocked his phone. 3 New Text Messages.. I debated on reading them, but something in me told me to read them. And I did. "I had a great time last night. xx" I read as my veins started pumping and my blood pressuring rising, but I still continue to read them. "See you tonight." The last text read. I was already in tears, but more angry than anything. That's when I heard the door click open and there he stood. The liar. The cheater. That son of a bitch. "Hey, baby." He smiled, trying to greet me with a kiss, but I pushed him away, "What's your problem?" He bitterly asked. I sat his phone on the table and reached under the sink, pulling out a hammer. I threw the hammer over my head and slammed it down on his phone with force. "What the f-" He began to yell and that's when I slipped my knife out and ganked him hard in the stomach. He fell to the floor. "Next time, If you're going to cheat.." I held my foot against his neck, blocking his airway and watching him suffocate on his own blood, "Be discreet about it." I removed my foot from his neck as he took his final breath. I walked into the kitchen, grabbed a washcloth and wiped the blade clean of any DNA. I couldn't risk being tracked down. PLAYER ALIAS. TIMEZONE. PB NAME Rules codeword: Soulless

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